The 'yoga of the cell' leads to 'true matter' and eventually the victory over death. A collective transformation sufficient to create a new species on earth is needed.
This year, all the features of the yoga of the cells become clear: "A growing conviction that a perfection achieved in matter is a far more perfect perfection than any other. The consciousness expressed in transformed cells is a marvel: it legitimises all these ages of misery. Oh, what a fuss all those gods make." This year marks the discovery of "true matter".... without fuss: "In that cellular limpidity, there are no more problems: the solution precedes the problem. That is, things arrange themselves automatically." It's another mode of life on earth - "such a natural way of being" - in a body freed from its mental shackles and the laws of false matter: "The extraordinary impression of the unreality of suffering the unreality of illness.... It does not cure illness: it annuls it - it makes it unreal.... And then you see: as the functioning gradually grows perfect, it necessarily, inevitably means victory over death." And meanwhile, Surveyor is digging the ground of the moon with its mechanical arms, while our own secrets remain buried in a little cell: "We can travel anywhere, we know what's going on anywhere.... and we don't know what's going on inside ourselves." War is raging in Biafra, the Israeli troops are marching toward Suez, American planes are bombing Haiphong, China explodes its first thermonuclear bomb.... and so on. "A tremendous conflict over earth." At stake is a new earth, or a return to the old fiasco: "A local and momentary manifestation is not ruled out, but what is needed is a collective transformation sufficient to create a new species on earth.... This fact is certain." Will we understand where the real way out is, and the Marvel concealed in a human body?
The roses have opened now (Mother holds out a rose to the disciple), and isn't this one a magnificent colour! Beautiful, isn't it?
This morning I had an amusing experience with roses. There was a closed bud—big, hard—big and hard, red. I took it, looked at it, then my fingers ran over the flower like that, and ... (gesture showing the flower opening up), one petal after another and another and yet another—before my eyes. And it was completely hard and closed. I took it and said, "It's a pity." I was about to put it back in water so it would open up, and I looked ... It was so pretty, you know, opening up, happy, as if saying to me, "Oh, how happy I am!"
Flowers and I are on very friendly terms, I must say.
Once in the past, I took flowers that had wilted—wilted flowers (that was the time when I was practicing occultism with Théon—it happened several times). One flower was quite drooping: I took it in my hand, looked at it, and little by little, little by little, it straightened up again and became quite smiling!
They are very, very receptive.
Soon afterwards
It's quite amusing, all the experiences that one has in the vital, in the mind and above, are occurring in the material, in the cellular consciousness, and they are a reproduction, as it were, but with a slight alteration caused by Matter. When you stir water, for instance, when you agitate it, it's no longer transparent; there are movements, and those movements prevent the water from being transparent. You can no longer see through it. It's the same thing materially: when you are restless, when you don't have that sort of calm (which isn't stillness but the opposite of restlessness, I don't know how to describe it—it's something imperturbable). Very few people have that, and when
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they come near, there are immediately ... (gesture of trepidation and seething in the atmosphere) vibrations, disorder and confusion settle in. You can see it occur on a small scale with people coming here; you can see it on a larger scale with the movements of the Ashram; and you can see it on an even larger scale with the movements of the earth. It's the same thing with that sort of mental restlessness people have (excitement and restlessness): as soon as there is excitement and restlessness, it's impossible to see clearly; it's the same as with water, it goes like this (same gesture of trepidation and seething), lots of movements of confusion, and you can't see anything. It's the same thing materially. And then, as soon as a problem has to be solved (especially a material problem), people are in the habit of getting restless, and as soon as they get restless, it's absolutely impossible to find any solution. And it makes the confusion worse.
This is something I experience constantly, every minute. If I am in my normal atmosphere, however intense the action may be (or also the intensity of the problem to be solved), one sees clearly, and the solution imposes itself as something absolute, irrevocable: this is how it must be done. The minute the restless atmosphere of someone else comes in (and as soon as a problem arises, there is not one in a thousand who doesn't become restless, at least inwardly a little), it starts going like this (same gesture of trepidation), and not only do you stop seeing, but things are no longer in their place! And so the solution ... you have to mend the disorder before you can think of the solution. It's an experience of almost every moment. I see numerous people; with some, as soon as they enter the atmosphere, their confusion enters with them, and you can't see anything anymore—you have to wait a little, try and calm things down, and then you can see. With some it never calms down—it's hopeless, you can only send them back. With others, it calms down after a certain length of time, then you can begin to see and know what needs to be done.
But materially it results in something very interesting. When I am alone and everything is tranquil in my atmosphere, at any moment I can take anything, any object: it's exactly in its place. And everything goes without a hitch. As soon as someone (anyone) is there, as soon as someone is there, there is a little vibration (same gesture of trepidation). With some people the vibration gets much worse—and I lose my things! I lose them almost irretrievably ... until the atmosphere has calmed down again. Then the thing comes back quite naturally, almost as if it had gone away and come back—it didn't go away and come back: it was only the confusion veiling everything. And I find the place again, the thing in its exact place. This goes on from
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morning to night (I can't say from night to morning because I go off into another region!). But it's constant. And so I feel I am living in constant confusion.
At times it is rather difficult. For instance, here in the mornings, when there are three or four sources of confusion at the same time, it becomes acute. I have only one solution, that is to be alone somewhere or other and stay like this (gesture of withdrawal into absolute stillness), until everything is back to normal again. Then everything is back to normal, the Lord's Presence is there again ... it's always there, but it can express and manifest itself—while it can't get through that (confusion)! So I stay still and all goes well. And there, I can face any fresh disorders that come (provided they don't rush in too close on each other's heels!), but anyway, I pull through. To tell the truth, I always pull through, but there are disorders that shouldn't be, that are useless. I always feel like telling people, "Oh, I beg you, be quiet!..." But not the "quiet" of an apathetic quietude, not slumped in a corner and you don't move anymore (while anyway it keeps going like this inside (gesture of seething), no: quiet, quiet, like this (vast gesture) in the consciousness, then everything becomes limpid. And in that limpidity you see very clearly, decide very clearly, everything works out, things organize themselves, you don't even need to intervene.
All difficulties... I see that, I've seen it lately with regard to political organizations, relations between nations and all that, all the problems to be solved—it's all the same thing: people are like this (same gesture of trepidation), all the time, all the time, all the time ... one wave of restlessness, then another and yet another wave of restlessness coming on top of it—and you don't see anything anymore! You can't see anything anymore! While if one can stay quiet for a while....
It's the same with all the questions I am asked (I receive innumerable questions), it's all like this (same gesture), everything is like this and one can't see anything. If one remains quiet ... the Light goes through, everything becomes limpid, transparent, and ... it becomes so natural, so simple! So simple, so obvious: there is ONE thing that can be done and it's the true thing. All the rest ... (same gesture of seething).
Some people live in a constant whirl, and they're quite surprised that everything goes wrong! They meet with complications, with... And it's always that (same gesture).
Of course, I am not talking about those who are tamasic and completely inert: they are like an inert mass, so the Light can't go through—it is the restlessness of others that goes through and stirs
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them up! No, I am talking about a Light... (vast gesture) above things, untouched by them, which sees. And this Light is in a... (how can I explain?) Everything, the entire universe moves forward rapidly at a fantastic pace and in perfect immobility. Words seem idiotic, but you can feel this—you can feel it, see it, live it. A luminous immobility moving forward at a fantastic pace.
In that immobility there is perfect transparency ... and the problem does not exist: the solution precedes the problem. That is to say, things organize themselves (gesture showing the movement of universal forces) in such a way that they can change positions or take a different place in order to express the new thing that must be expressed: something new constantly enters the manifestation (as if emerging from the Un-manifest), it enters the manifestation and transforms. And it takes place automatically. A vast, immense Movement... (Mother smiles with her eyes closed) in which one can participate only if one is per-fect-ly peaceful and calm and translucent.
(Mother takes Satprem's hands and remains looking at him for a long time)
Tell me, it would be lovely if one could take people's consciousness as one takes a flower, and then, because one looks at it and holds it and the vibration is that Vibration of supreme Love, it opens up, like that, becomes organized, and grows magnificent.
It would be fine if one could do that—(laughing) perhaps one can!
Yes, that's what you do!
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